Quotes About Emotions

She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.

She was a prism through with sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum

And when she said, Father, I love you , she was neither naive nor dishonest, but the opposite: she was wise and truthful enough to lie.

La vergüenza es la sensación que nos invade cuando olvidamos casi por completo, pero no del todo, las expectativas sociales y nuestras obligaciones para con los otros, a cambio de nuestra satisfacción inmediata.

She laughed, I love it when she laughs, although the truth is I am not in love with her.

At first it made me angry, but then it made me sad, and then it made me so grateful, and then it made me angry again, and I went through these feelings hundreds of times, stopping on each for only a moment and then moving to the next.

Non ci si può difendere dalla tristezza senza difendersi dalla felicità.

I have suffered so much more than I needed to. And the joys I have felt have not always been joyous. I could have lived differently.

Without love, you die. With love, you also die. Not all deaths are equal.

I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness. Foer, Jonathan Safran (2006-04-04). Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel (Kindle Locations 1882-1883). Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Kindle Edition.

They had never seen one another from afar. They had never known the deepest intimacy, that closeness attainable only with distance

Does it make you sad that we love the kids more than we love each other?" That exact line—those words in that order—had been in the script for months.

I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?

Yet we wanted human feeling, gestures free from suspicion, some sympathetic if stammering articulation, half syllables of mystification, a temporary eternal.

She found the company that made her favorite architectural model trees. They weren't the most realistic, they weren't even well made. She didn't like them because they evoked trees but because they evoked the sadness that trees evoke.

I observed that the hero had small rivers descending his face, and I wanted to put my hand on his face, to be architecture for him

laughed with him over black coffee, cried with him over yellowing pictures, talked greenly about having kids of her own

she wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there

What's weird, I said, is that I've never seen you cry. He said, I cry all the time.

Nevadí mi, když se nÄ›kdo usmívá na m?j ú?et, na tom ú?tu není skoro nic.

Human beings are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are.

Sie war ein Genie der Traurigkeit: Sie badete in Traurigkeit, sie entwirrte die zahlreichen Stränge der Traurigkeit, sie kostete alle zarten Nuancen der Traurigkeit aus. Sie war ein Prisma, durch dass die Traurigkeit in ihr undendlich breit gefächertes Spektrum zerlegt werden kontte.

What do you think is going on?' 'I feel too much. That's what's going on.' 'Do you think one can feel too much? Or just feel in the wrong ways?' 'My insides don't match up with my outsides.' 'Do anyone's insides and outsides match up?' 'I don't know. I'm only me.' 'Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and outside.